Some people might say it’s weird and creepy to take a road trip with the ashes of your deceased mother. Maybe those people are right. Given my circumstances, it felt like the only way to truly honor her memory. After we had a service and a wake for Mom, I was given her ashes in an urn to take home. For a few weeks she sat on my mantle, next to the fireplace. Then one night I had a dream, about the time she took me to Seattle to see a music concert when I was in high school. Seattle is a six hour drive from here, so it was a big effort on Mom’s part, because I wasn’t old enough to drive yet. That was one of the best experiences of my life, and so I thought the most fitting tribute to Mom was one final road trip to Seattle. It was a wonderful experience that brought me a lot of closure. While I was in Seattle I decided to do something I couldn’t do all those years ago, and visit one of their famous cannabis dispensaries. There are few cities in the world as revered for their local cannabis crops than Seattle, so I decided to stock up while I had the chance. Mom was also a big fan of smoking cannabis, so this fit into the overall theme of the trip. I poured her ashes into the ocean on the rocky beaches of Seattle, and then sat and smoked cannabis for a little while and remembered Mom and all she had done for me.